Today, in things that happened a year ago that I haven’t blogged about yet, I thought I’d revisit my trip to Boston last spring. I often lament the fact that I’m not better at taking train trips to some of the near-to-me East Coast cities, and Boston is one of the ones I think about most. However, … More Boston: Skating, Springtime, and One Scrumptious French Toast
One of the clear highlights of my summer was heading to Michigan for my friend’s bachelorette party. Over the course of our long weekend in the Mitten State, we bounced all around, revisiting some of my very favorite places (Ann Arbor, sigh), as well as plenty spots on the west side of the state that were … More A Very Michigan Bachelorette Weekend
One thing I knew I needed to do in Charleston was tour at least one of the city’s swanky southern mansions. The city’s Meeting Street is packed with stately homes, but none is as large or marvelous as the Calhoun Mansion, which I popped into on a Sunday morning. When I arrived, the tickets for … More Charleston: A Peek into the Quirky Calhoun Mansion
Each December, I recap my favorite dishes of the year (see 2015’s post here), and as I ate my way through Charleston in September, all I could think was this: almost every meal there could be a contender for The 16 Best Things I Ate in 2016. And if that’s not the highest praise I can … More Charleston: Southern Eats and Treats
I’ll just go right ahead and admit something up front. You know how on Instagram or in the blogosphere, certain destinations will start popping up again and again (cough Iceland cough), clearly having become the “cool” places to visit? Well, for the last year or so, it seems like Charleston has been just one such … More Colorful, Charming Charleston
Despite traveling internationally with relative frequency for the last decade or so, there are certain large gaps in my travel résumé, and the one that tended to surprise people the most – myself included, perhaps – was this: in 29 years of living in the USA, I had never once set foot in sunny California. … More Thanksgiving in Los Angeles, or, That Time I Went to California for the First Time Ever
As I mentioned in my first Philly post, it was unbearably cold the weekend I was in town, meaning my list of “must visits” shrank with every degree the temperature dropped. Despite my frequent “stop somewhere warm because I’m freaking freezing breaks,” I still managed to do quite a bit in Philadelphia. Number one on that … More Philadelphia Freezing: A Chilly Weekend in the City of Brotherly Love
